*Shadow, still missing her arm, nods and Carlos bows, Japanese style*
"It was our duty, we could do no less."
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You did a great thing today, worthy of a feast fit for an Astartes. The Mess Halls of the [i]Anvil[/i] and [i]Hammer[/i] are open to you whenever you please.
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*Carlos* "Thank you sir, you honor us."
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You are welcome to it, you have earned far more, but that, we cannot provide. We have given you what we can offer, if you ever require assistance, find one of our allies, and we'll see to it that you are assisted.
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"Thank you sir. Please, consider us your allies as well in future conflicts."
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We appreciate this, let your troops rest, we shall track down and purge the remnants of the Xenos filth that brought this to happen. Good day to you, 'nods at you, and shuts off the link'.
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"And to you.." *Carlos begins to get back to work on the [i]Eclipse[/i], damage reports and medical reports filling his datapad*
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*looking at her arm* do you need medical attention, our doctors could heal you
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"No thank you. It will reform after a nights rest."
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Well then, I think we will postpone the celebration until you are healed.
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"No, by all means continue the celebrations. I will be fine."
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If anyone earned it its you, besides it will give people time to prepare and to... Morn.
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*Shadow nods, her eyes swirling between blue and pitch black* "I'm sorry we didn't get them all. Maybe next time we might. Give them their mourning time. Loss is a hard thing to get through, the least I can do is give them time."
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*I nod* Thank you, for everything. If you will excuse me I will do just that. * I walk of to go get drunk past no return*
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*Shadow begins to walk with you* "I know your pain, and the best way to hide it. Want to wash it away in liquor with me?"
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sure why not, you've probably got stuff that puts vodka to shame.
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"Oh I do indeed..." *I direct you to the lift tube, and step in* "Computer, Bar please." **Commander Shadow recognized, welcome** *The lift tube begins to drop, and as the doors open and loud music and lights blast us* "Welcome to the Bar"
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* I look around letting my senses adjust* Well this is lively.
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[spoiler]Imagine the Mos Eisely Cantina, but futuristic[/spoiler] *You see a bar in the middle of the room in an oval shape with men and women in casual uniform drinking various liquids. Booths line the sides, except the far side where a small rock band plays. Shadow steps out of the tube and takes an empty seat at the bar*
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* I also take a seat, looking around the room.* Its been awhile since I was in a bar. Not since... *I shake my head* Anyway what is there to drink?
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*The bartender looks over then quickly makes his way over* "Ah hello commander. What brings you here?" *Shadow* "This fellow here needs to drown his sorrow. Hit us up with two of the usual" *The bartender gives you a strange look, then nods and places two large plastic cups on the bar before walking off* *Shadow* "While he gets out drinks, how do you like my ship?"
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(Me) without a doubt the most impressive I've seen. It is a thing of beauty, a weapon that has a purpose. Are there many like it?
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"This is only a small cruiser, not even a battleship or a dreadnaught. This is the only one I managed to salvage and fix up after the Manticore system collapsed. The rest of the entire Manticorian Navy is just floating in orbit around dead planets in far away solar systems."
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* It sinks in* You mean as powerful as this ship is there are more that could toss it away like a plaything. *then it hits me* I'm sorry, you lost your planet to eh?
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"No, just one of my many homes.." *The bartender returns with a plastic pitcher in hand and begins to pour a bubbling dark green liquid into both of our cups* "Ah... Thank you" *The bartender nods, then moves on*
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* I look down and swirl the green liquid in the glass, sniff it* What is it?